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Crumblycrust: A Debtor’s Tale

Interrupted halfway through,
Something which won’t concern you,
Gasping, clutching at his chest -
A man! On Dr. Sloop’s behest!
Crumblycrust, his face a-falling,
Inquired why there’d been a calling -
“It was to all a vast surprise!”
The man, now dabbing at his eyes -
“It concerns your daughter, sir -
Something frightful has occurred!”
Fearing what would pass his tongue . . .
“SOMEONE’S MADE OFF WITH HER LUNGS!”
Dr. Sloop began his pacing,
Crumblycrust began his racing,
Just to show up at the door -
His daughter! Collapsed on the floor!
Inquiring about new lungs,
Sloop could - he said - make metal ones,
Although, he said, they’d cost you dear -
And only last about a year!
Crumblycrust, now vis’bly shaking,
Signed the contract - pen a-quaking!
For to save his daughter’s life -
First of all, he sold his wife!
Got for her nine pounds and three
From a merchant down in Tripoli.
And gath’ring all, he’d made ten more -
Before the newsboys stormed his door!
In two more weeks, possessions gone,
Crumblycrust felt nothing wrong!
Finally - HE HAD WHAT HE NEEDED!
But reader, don’t think he succeeded!
Rushing through the city streets,
Cobblestones agains his feet,
He MADE it! To the doctor’s door!
And gave poor Sloop ten thousand more!
But - ALAS! He was TOO LATE!
Time, already set her fate -
Croaking, choking on the bed!
Sheets among a sea of red!
Barely able now to stand,
Crumblycrust caressed her hand,
She shuddered, and eyes opened wide -
Regurgitating blood - SHE DIED!
Crumblycrust, now bare bereft -
REALISED HE HAD NOTHING LEFT!

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